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Chapter 22 The Clown Is Actually Myself

Wen Zheng was busy all night, and ended up getting only 700,000 yuan. He paid off the remaining debts, and the balance in his card bottomed out again. The simple taxes were all considered to be the company's. Fortunately, his debts of 8 million yuan were now at the bottom.

It’s completely paid off.

Just when he was thinking about taking on some activities and earning some money to buy a house, Zhao Qiuxing's call came in time.

According to Zhao Qiuxing, a friend of his had just bought a house and hadn't moved in yet. As a result, his job was transferred abroad and he now wanted to rent out the house. He heard that Wen Zheng still lived in the suburbs, so he called to inquire.

ask.

"The price shouldn't be low, right?"

This was Wen Zheng's first reaction. After all, he only had tens of thousands of dollars left in his card, and the rent was too expensive, and he really couldn't afford it.

Zhao Qiuxing couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Actually, this friend of mine is also a fan of yours. He knows that you want to pay back the money to your former company. Originally, they didn't intend to accept the money. I don't think you are that kind of person, so I just paid him."

Pushed. Three thousand a month, the payment method is up to you, how about it?"

Wen Zheng had the urge to strangle Zhao Qiuxing to death.

You are simply making your own decisions! You are a well-fed man and don’t know how hungry a man is when you are hungry. Who says I am not that kind of person anymore? As long as I can save money, it’s okay for me to be yours.

He sighed and replied: "Three thousand, just three thousand. Can I go and take a look first?"

"You come to the company first, and when I get off work, we can go there together."

Zhao Qiuxing finished his sentence and quickly hung up the phone.

That afternoon.

Zhao Qiuxing took Wen Zheng to see a house in a community not far from the company.

It is a simple three-bedroom and one-living room. The area is not small, and it is obviously newly renovated. There are no furniture or appliances in the house.

However, this location, this kind of house, and the price of 3,000 a month still made Wen Zheng couldn't help but confirm it again and again.

Zhao Qiuxing patted his chest and promised: "Brother, don't worry, we are the only ones who can do this kind of bargain hunting. To put it more bluntly, you are showing others a house, so don't feel any psychological burden. Buy some furniture yourself.

Don't worry, the owner won't come back for a year and a half. In this time, you can just buy a house by yourself, right?"

The next day.

Wen Zheng almost spent all the money in his card and successfully changed his place of residence.

Keep everything simple in your new residence.

Just as he was happily patrolling the new territory, wondering if fans would find it again, the button machine in his pocket began to vibrate crazily.

"Dad? I was just thinking about calling you."

"I just put another 300,000 yuan into your card. You should pay the money back first. If you don't come back in a few days, I will go find you."

"No! I've already paid off the eight million bill. Tell me your card number and I'll refund the money to you."

After Wen Zheng finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

"Dad? Are you okay?"

"Sigh... I watched the video of you singing even though you were injured two days ago. Talk to people and we will repay the money. If it doesn't work, just call the police. If you can run... just run and let them come to me. Your dad

Even if I break the pot and sell the iron, ahem... Even if I break the pot and sell the iron, I will pay them back, but nothing can happen to you."

"It's not what you think. I have really paid back the eight million," Wen Zheng hurriedly explained. "I already had some savings. I recently released a few new songs and made some money. I already paid them back yesterday.

The money has been paid off, and I just changed my residence today."

"Son, your mother and I have never saved a million in most of our lives. That's eight million. Don't lie to us. The Internet said that you were in a car accident. I, a driver with decades of driving experience, really don't think so.

Not coming out? That’s obviously murder! How can anyone drive like that? Tell me honestly, did they force you to participate in the show?!"

"Oh, you really think too much. When I participate in the singing competition, I am doing something big out of my own righteousness. You don't understand even after I tell you."

"Don't be stubborn with me! Ahem, cough...when I settle your mother and your sister, I will come to the imperial capital to find you."

"Sister? I...heh, okay, I admit, I did disappoint you in the past. Please send me your card number quickly and don't let anyone come. I'm fine, that's all."

After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

To be honest, every time I call this "stranger" dad, it feels really awkward.

In the past, there was still a trace of concern for this father whom he had never met before. After all, the owner of this body was the only child in the family, and he had to shoulder his due responsibilities. But now people feel that the tuba training is useless, and it has already

After opening the trumpet, even though the clown was himself, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Wen Zheng lit a cigarette as a habit. Looking at the shelter that was still empty after spending all his wealth to fill it, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional for a moment.

It has not been long since I came to this world, and now I finally have a decent place to live.

The next step is to wait until the salary is paid at the end of the month, first get this temporary home in order, and then compete hard to get a house that truly belongs to you by the end of the year, and then start to settle down.

Struggle? Who stipulates that people who travel through time and are reborn must work as hard as if they were given chicken blood?

Damn it, I spent more than 20 years of hard work in my last life, and now I can live a peaceful life and work hard, but I still have to struggle. Life is short, and it is the truth to enjoy yourself while you can.

After smoking a cigarette, he turned on the newly purchased computer. He wanted to see the data on the Yuanlang platform, but who would have thought that Lin Qingge's call came again.

"Hi boss."

Wen Zheng was in a good mood and couldn't help but joke.

"There are three things I want to do when I call you. First, your song has been unblocked, and other platforms are now asking for your song. I want to ask for your opinion."

"Is there still this matter? Yao Guangxiao couldn't be the one doing it secretly, right?"

Lin Qingge was silent for a moment and only said: "It's possible. In any case, Yao Guangxiao is indeed a filial son, and his father is his rival."

Wen Zheng thought for a while and asked, "What do you think about this?"

"Haha, you're pretty good at learning and applying it."

After Lin Qingge sarcastically said, he couldn't help but laugh, "There's nothing to hide, I mean no. First of all, you are now the main source of traffic for Yuanlang Music. If you want to listen to your songs, you must download Yuanlang Music."

.You should know the effect of monopoly. Secondly, they are only willing to release your songs and have no intention of sharing the music library with us. Therefore, this is a good thing for you personally to increase your income and popularity, but for Yuanlang Music

Said, this is a disguised form of suppression."

"Yuanlang Music cannot fail."

Wen Zheng's attitude was very firm. Firstly, he had signed an exclusive cooperation agreement with Yueyin and had equity. Secondly, Lin Qingge was willing to give him respect, and he could not be petty and only think about his own immediate interests.

"Okay, I know."

Lin Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "The second thing is that Goose Factory wants to purchase the copyright of "The Lonely Warrior". I have already sent someone to talk to them."

"Great! I just need money. Just let me know when we've negotiated. The company will share what it deserves. Don't be polite to me."

"Uh... do you want an agent?"

"Huh? This is the third thing? I don't want it. It's fine to be alone. Anyway, I don't have any plans to take on other activities, so I don't need to spend that money."

"Okay. The third thing is that the time for the second round of our division has been set, it will be next weekend. Are you going to play the opening song, The Lonely Warrior, or the song that just came out?"

"Um...is there any performance fee?"

"Are you interested in money? You are a contestant. The first place in each round will have the opportunity to sing the opening song. If you don't want this opportunity to show your face, I will let the second place take it."

"Thank you, boss! Then I'll be alone."

Wen Zheng hurriedly hung up the phone before Lin Qingge stormed off, and casually pulled out the system panel to check.

Name: Wen Zheng

Age:21

Occupation: Singer

Permission: Level 1

Worship value: 37087936

Items: songs; top driving skills; Water Margin system package.

Wen Zheng looked at the adoration value that was no longer rising and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Every time he released a song or did something, he could only harvest the adoration value once.

The soundtrack of Water Margin cannot be uploaded for the time being. Only when director Zhao starts promoting it, can I release it here to maximize my profits.

Now there are only more than 30 million adoration points left. The entry repertoire is not a problem, but to be on the safe side, we still have to sing the lone brave man before the show to see how much the adoration points can increase.


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